Colin raised an eyebrow suspiciously at her odd behavior, but all of his senses were overloaded instead with how close she was standing to him and did she know how pretty she smelled? Of course, when the logical part of him had caught up, it was too late, and it was all he could do to raise his shirt sleeve to his nose in time to keep his nose from leaking everywhere. He tried to glare, but it was awkward, trying to do so over his arm, at least until she handed him the tissue and released the curse.
Colin had opened his mouth to protest how simply unfair it was, and that he didn’t even use magic on her, but then she’d leaned in to kiss his cheek and his mind went a little blank as his cheeks worked up a furious blush. Before he’d realized what he was saying, his carefully constructed argument had gone out the window with a slight nod of the head, “Even. Yeah, alright.”